This is a song about "Shitting on rappers"

And all these rappers on rappad, just doin' y'all a favor

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Sexxydave on the mic, you fucking rappers better go running/

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

Too many rappers are on my hit list

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

I get on beats and defecate on rappers who are second rate

Om on that seiniro never see you rappers later,

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Road kill grill on a track these rappers dead to me

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

While shitting or fart, hard enough to

Spitting on everything i see, chipping away at my rivaling rappers,

We've lost so many kids to gun violence, and the facts are worse,